At dawn, the sun is about to come out, and bursts of melodious bells wake up the people of the capital from their sleep. Originally, the evening drum and morning bell is the daily homework of the temple, but in this city, it also shoulders the function of telling the time for the people, in fact, the people of the capital live and sleep and eat, are to listen to the temple bells, and the temple will also adjust the time of ringing the bell with the change of the season, so as to adapt to the length of day and night, and take care of the people's winter and summer schedule.

According to the solemn saying, the Buddha is merciful and merciful to the world, and the monks should also try their best to make things convenient for the people. But in reality, it was a commercial act - the temple provided the people with a service to tell the time, and the people gave back money and food with incense. Since it is a commercial activity, of course, the customer should be regarded as God, and I believe that the Buddha will not blame him.

However, not every temple will receive feedback from residents, such as the Qingshou Temple in the imperial city, which is a good example of no one offering incense when the bell rings. After the little monks rang the bell weakly, they took brooms and began to sweep the courtyard...... As for the great monks, they are doing their morning class right now. There is only one exception, the great monk, who is a monk who is a monk of Zhike, who is in charge of the foreign affairs of the monastery, so he is exempt from morning classes.

It stands to reason that at this time, the temple is to be opened, and pilgrims can come to the door. However, Qingshou Temple has always been avoided by the people, and there are many people in the door all day long, so there is no need to open this door so early. However, this day Xinci was in a good mood, and opened the courtyard gate early, but there was a pilgrim, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and secretly said, where did the sun come out? Someone actually came to offer incense.

The pilgrim wore a hat, and he couldn't see his face, but Xinci didn't care what kind of cow ghost and snake god he was, anyway, the one who dared to come to Qingshou Temple to make trouble hadn't been born yet. He greeted him with a smile: "The donor came really early, you are too smart." Taking advantage of the fact that there are not many incense offerings at this time, the Buddha is not busy, so he asks for something that is particularly effective......"

The pilgrim listened patiently to his noise, and his shoulders shook, as if he were crying, and as if he were laughing. The two entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the pilgrims took off their hats, and Xin Ci was dumbfounded and couldn't help but be depressed, it turned out that the sun still came out of the east, and it was not a pilgrim at all.

"Senior brother." That person was naturally Wang Xian, and after he kowtowed to the Buddha, he got up and put his hands together and smiled: "Why don't you welcome me?" ”

"Why not." Xinci said happily: "But you came early, and the abbot is still in the meditation." ”

"It doesn't matter." Wang Xian smiled: "I came early so that I could talk to my senior brother." ”

"I think you're about the same for breakfast." Xinci had a little smile on his face and accompanied him inside. "You're here today, and you've got oil to eat in the morning."

"Senior brother is really discerning." Wang Xian smiled cheekily and said, "I'm just here to catch breakfast, the somen noodles in our Qingshou Temple are really delicious." ”

"Of course, that's what the emperor never forgets." Xinci couldn't help but be very proud, and said depressedly after speaking: "Free fasting meals, no one comes to eat, what kind of world is this." ”

"Isn't that good? If you are still idle, the temple can also lose two less. Wang Xian said with a smile: "It is said that when a monk hits the clock for a day, why can't the senior brother keep looking at it?" ”

"The poor monk doesn't like to hear this." The monk said with a serious face: "I am a monk who specializes in receiving pilgrims, if there is no pilgrim all day long, won't I become a white rice eater?" Hey, how can it be ......?"

"Huh." Wang Xian couldn't help but smile and said, "Senior brother is really full of discipline. ”

"Uh......" Xinci was about to laugh out loud when he heard him say this, when he suddenly heard a noise in the hall, his face sank, and he hurriedly went in to check.

Wang Xian followed Xinci into the hall, where he saw a young monk fighting with several adult monks. Although the young monk is powerful and extraordinary, the monks of Qingshou Temple are very evil, and even the cooking monks have great kung fu.

In addition, there are many people bullying people, and several monks play the young monk around, and the little monk suddenly pounces on the person in front of him, and the monk behind him kicks him on the ass and kicks him into a dog to eat shit, and the monks can't help laughing.

Wang Xian frowned slightly, because he saw who the young monk was, it was the eldest son and eldest grandson of Mahamu that he brought back from Mobei, and now he was a little monk in Qingshou Temple...... However, he did not shout to stop those monks, but stood at the door with his arms crossed, interested to see what he would do next.

He had to take a good look at what was so extraordinary about this-if this was indeed the one who captured the Ming Emperor in the future, he wouldn't have succumbed so easily. Sure enough, I saw that he also threw himself on the ground and rolled on the ground, and then hugged one of the legs of a monk, and the monk hurriedly raised his other foot and wanted to kick him away, but let out a miserable cry that was not like a human howl:

"Ahh

Wang Xian watched it from the side, and first bit the monk's leg and stomach...... The monk fell to the ground in pain, holding his leg and stomach with one hand and howling miserably, turning into a palm with the other, and striking at the head and head first.

"Loosen your mouth and loosen your mouth" The monk howled like a human voice, but he didn't notice it at first, but just bit his calf. The monk was so angry and angry that he lost his mind, so he attacked with all his might, and vomited blood first after a few hits...... This is also to eat snacks, meat, drink milk and practice martial arts, and the body is extremely strong, if it is replaced by ordinary people, the five organs will be crushed.

Rao is like this, and he still bites his mouth tightly, his eyes are blood-red, like a hungry wolf cub......

At first, when he heard that someone was fighting in the dining hall, Xinci was quite anxious, but when he saw that it was the thorn in the head that was beaten, he stood aside with his hands and laughed at him being bullied. It wasn't until both sides saw blood and saw that they were about to die, that they coughed and shouted, "Stop, have you eaten the precepts?" ”

"Senior brother......" Several big monks saw that Senior Brother Xinci was coming, so they hurriedly stepped forward to pull the rack. But he couldn't pull it away, so he had to greet him with his fists and feet, knock him unconscious, and break his jaw before separating Yexian from the monk.

Not long after he was knocked unconscious, the monk also fainted in pain...... At this time, everyone was shocked, and on the monk's bloody calves, two rows of clear tooth marks were deep in the bones, and the monks couldn't help but gasp, and they were all speechless.

Fortunately, Wang Xian coughed, reminded the monk of the guest, and quickly asked the monks to carry the two to the side of the room, and quietly asked people to treat the two of them to avoid making things bigger

As soon as the two of them were carried away, the monks finished their morning service and came in to eat.

Zhike Monk and Wang Xian sat down at a table in the corner, and secretly wiped their sweat and said: "If you continue like this, you have to die." ”

"What's going on?" Wang Xian looked at the monk sitting in 6 continuations, and the expression on his face was a little complicated. It is said that he can't feel distressed, but after all, that kid was brought from the grassland by himself, and he promised his grandfather and his father that he would take good care of him. Now it seems that Yexian's situation is obviously worse than bad, very bad.

This cannot but be said to be his dereliction of duty.

"I asked, it's like this," Xinci whispered, "You also know that the temple has strict precepts, and although Yinian has been here for more than a year, he still makes mistakes at every turn. Yesterday he was punished for not eating for a day, and this morning he may have been hungry, and he ran to the kitchen to steal some food before the meal, and was caught by several monks who were in charge of the kitchen, and the two sides quarreled, and then they started to ......"

"My master knows about this?" Wang Xian asked in a low voice.

"How can the abbot take care of these trivial matters, now the monks in the temple are all under the strict control of the lawyers." Xinci pointed his chin towards Nunu at the door, and Wang Xian saw a middle-aged monk with eyebrows like ink and a stern face coming in.

As soon as the monk entered, the hall, which was still a little noisy, was immediately pin down, and all the monks were sitting in danger, looking at their noses and noses, and their noses and hearts, lest he find fault with them

The monk with strict precepts swept over the monks with a cold gaze, and then walked calmly to a monk and asked, "Has the master's breakfast been delivered?"

"I'm going to send it." The monk hurriedly stood up with a food box.

"What are you rubbing?" Xin Yan said coldly.

"Senior Brother Xinyan, I'll send it." A voice sounded coldly, and someone actually spoke without permission, which made Xinyan angry, Huo Ran turned his head to follow the reputation, and couldn't help but be stunned. "Senior brother, why are you here?" Although Wang Xian was secretly accepted as a closed disciple by the Daoyan monk, at least the important figures such as the precept monk and the Zhike monk knew about it.

"Hehe, good morning, senior brother." Wang Xian clasped his palms together and said, "I haven't listened to my master's teachings for a long time, and I haven't eaten the somen noodles in our temple for a long time, so I miss it very much." ”

"Amitabha." Xinyan couldn't understand whether Wang Xian wanted to eat noodles or the master. However, the other party is not a monk in the temple, and he is not good at putting on the shelf of the senior brother, so he has to announce the Buddha name to express his dissatisfaction.

"Then senior brother, I'll go." Wang Xian agreed, smiled at the little monk who delivered the food, picked up the food box and went out.

The little monk watched Wang Xian disappear at the door of the hall in astonishment, and then looked timidly at Xinyan.

Xinyan snorted, ignored the little monk, walked to his seat and sat down, and the monks calmed down, chanted under the leadership of the senior brother, and began to eat quietly......

Wang Xian carried the food box in, came to the outside of the meditation room in the backyard, took a deep breath, knocked on the door, and after a while, Fang heard the old monk inside whisper: "Come in."

Wang Xian pushed open the door and went in, only to see the old monk sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, and his eyebrows lowered. He called Pei Fu softly, then opened the food box, took out a few copper rice bowls inside, placed them in front of the old monk, and gently rested the chopsticks and spoons on the bowl.

"Coming?" The old monk didn't open his eyes, but he obviously already knew who was coming.

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